Scattered leaves of humanity.
There cast as vanities of profanity.
Wayward waifs, man's discards.
Silent cries on cement sods.
Hunger wants before glazed eye's.
Numb abstractions, fuel the whys.
Humble lolly pop's scattered about.
Poverties by product, cheerleader shouts.
Dinner bells toll evening hours.
A lolly pop dinner, a graves flower.
10/23/2009 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really enjoyed this one. There's so many startling images. Last line is sobering.